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I am currently out of work on short term disability and very bored. Message me if you're interested!

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Hello! You can call me Neal/Caffrey/Carter. I am looking for a partner for a royalty rp. My idea for this RP is a little different than usual RPs. In this plot, you would play a royal character who is about to take the throne due to their father's illness. I would play every other character...

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Awesome! We'll see if anyone wants to join as a third character and go from there!

Hello! I am Neal/Caffrey/Carter (they/he). A little bit about me: I am 25 and prefer to rp with people over 18 (some exceptions can be made) LGBTQIA+ friendly (I am a member of the community myself) I prefer shorter, more rapid responses rather than long, drawn out ones. I love dialogue and...

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Hello! You can call me Neal/Caffrey/Carter. I am looking for a partner for a royalty rp. My idea for this RP is a little different than usual RPs. In this plot, you would play a royal character who is about to take the throne due to their father's illness. I would play every other character...

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Cass could tell that Shey was staring at him while he worked, but he ignored it. He needed to focus on not fucking up. Not that he would, anyway. Cass had always done pretty well with first aid. He continued with the third stitch, careful not to go too deep. At Shey's question, Cass tensed a...

Hello! I have been craving the plot below. Before I get into it, I will introduce myself a little. Name: Neal, Caffrey, Carter (any of these work) Pronouns: Honestly, any. I'm still figuring out the gender thing. Age: 24 Occupation: Mental Health Counselor Writing Experience: I have been...

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Cass could tell that the young man was scared, and despite his growing annoyance, he couldn't help but sympathize. "My name is Cass," he told the man. He applied a salve to the area meant for numbing, though it wouldn't work completely. "I used to stitch up slaves after they were whipped too...

Cass flinched a little when Shey moved, but he played it off by grabbing something next to him. Once the wound was fully visible, Cass poured alcohol over it. "Formal training? Nah, but I should be able to keep ya leg from being shark bait." He examined the wound once it was clean. "It's gonna...

Cass ignored Shey's comments. His face still stung from the blow, but he needed to push that and the shame out of his mind. He needed to do better, to try harder. He needed to make Thaddeus proud... And right now, that started with taking care of this little rich prick. He pushed open the door...

Cass caught Shey easily, and held him up by his arms as the captain examined him. Cass rolled his eyes as the man started to complain about blood loss. It was most definitely an exaggeration, but one that Cass would likely get in trouble for. Thaddeus continued to look the man over. "Hm. You...